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This could be very interesting. I'm in.
@chukklehedthen the giant walks up behind the wolf leader and steps on em.
Ok. Update when you can.
Jess was about to turn and respond to her friend when suddenly she heard him moving away quickly. As she went to turn around and follow Nathan someone bumped into her, forcing her to lose focus on him. By the time she turned back around Nathan was already gone. She inhaled sharply. She was alone, surrounded by an ocean of people. Suddenly everything was much too loud and people were much too close. She was starting to panic; she wasn't wasn't ready for THIS. She had to get out of there. She had to get away from everyone, somewhere she could breathe. She managed to get to the outer edge near the walls.

"Na... Nadia!? Nadia?" She managed to get out. "Nadia, where did you go?"

When her friend didn't show up to help calm her down, she quickly got outside before anyone got too close and everything got too loud again. She quickly made her way to an exit and pushed through the doors nearly running into someone. She pulled her phone out and sat down on a nearby bench. She quickly scrolled to Nathan's number and hit dial. She needed to get back to him at the very least to grab her... "other" clothes from his apartment. And give back the borrowed clothes... and take off the makeup. The rest of her day was going to be terrible.
@Kirra I wouldn't mind them meeting up, but remember Sarah towers over Tia. Things can easily go wrong real quick.
Sarah


Sarah woke with a groan, and ran her left hand through her long hair. The bed she was in wasn't exactly the most comfortable, but that would be due to the fact that it was actually a couple of them set side to side and end to end just so she could fit on them. Being almost ten feet tall meant that most things would be makeshift at worst or custom made at best. She rolled out of the poorly made bed and got dressed in her custom made work pants and tossed on a leather vest that fit rather well considering it was the first thing she made with leather. She ran a large belt through the loops and tightened it as far as it could go. The simple hut she was in had a fireplace in one corner, a pantry in the far corner from that, and her dresser which sat beside her bed. She rinsed her hair in a bucket of clean water and began combing it back and tied it back in a ponytail.

Opening up the door of the hut, she grabbed the sword sitting next to the doorway and attached the scabbard to her belt. She looked out to her fields and set out to check on the cattle. She learned how to handle hers safely quite quickly when they started growing quills not unlike a porcupine. She heard that some grew two heads instead! Oh how those would be much easier to tend to but also easier for raiders to make off with. She sighed and sat down near one of her cows and began scratching the underside of its head, one of the few places quills wouldn't grow. This did exactly what she wanted and began calming the great beast down. She would be heading into town later with her crop harvest and having the cow saddled with the cart harness would only make things easier.
Name: Sarah (It's all she remembers)

Age: 27

Gender: Female

Nomadic or sedentary: Sedentary

Weapons: A crudely made, but sturdy 3' long sword and a crudely made Warhammer.

Skills: Farming

Any unusual traits? Does it show physically?: She a giantess, compared to the average person, so yes that shows. Her intelligence has also stagnated in most places between 7yrs old and 12 years old.

Appearance: Standing at 9'8" tall Sarah is the tallest person she and everyone she has met is aware of. She has shoulder length brunette hair generally worn down or pulled back into a ponytail. She has vibrant emerald eyes with a golden starburst pattern at the centre. Her skin is rather fair considering the amount of time she spends outside. This is roughly what she looks like.


Brief Personality: A part of the mutations Sarah has suffered from has stagnated her ability to learn, meaning she in many situations has the intellect and emotions of a child, but still she understands her actual age. Due to this condition she often has trouble finding words or communicating effectively, which leads to an unusual tendency to communicate via crudely drawn images in crayon often accompanied by a few simple words. She is generally a very peaceful and calm woman, but often pouts and gets irritated by people who take notice of her height and intellect. The only time she is outwardly angry and physically violent is when someone threatens or tries to attack her or those she considers friends.

Background: Sarah spent her early years on the farm with her family before the Fall. After the bombs fell, they were lucky to survive as well as they did. They were in an area that wasn't directly impacted. Instead it was the fallout and the nuclear winter that affected them most. The crops were harvested quickly to avoid the worst of the radiation, but it wasn't enough. Eventually her parents got sick, and she started taking over jobs on the farm to cover the work her parents weren't able to. Small Raider groups began striking the farm in small groups, which her father managed to drive off or get them to a safe hiding spot. In time her parents got worse and worse, but it also appeared that the radiation had an effect on her as she continued to grow taller. When her parents passed away she was 16 and over six foot eight tall, and she gathered what she could and began looking for safer ground to work. As she traveled she would set up a couple of temporary farms and would harvest quickly and move on before raiders would catch up with her. When she turned twenty one, she was over nine feet tall and was finely tuned to the craft she grew up with, but other parts of her education were sorely lacking. Which was only made worse by the radiation exposure. Eventually she ended up settling down about a quarter mile from a town and began building her farm. She slowly incorporated herself into the town by selling the excess crops that were safe for consumption.
Alone or with someone?: Alone, despite being so close a town she generally sticks to herself unless she is shopping or selling crops.
Other: She keeps a few tame mutant cattle on her farm.
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Forgot to tag when I posted my character
Name: Sarah (It's all she remembers)

Age: 27

Gender: Female

Nomadic or sedentary: Sedentary

Weapons: A crudely made, but sturdy 3' long sword and a crudely made Warhammer.

Skills: Farming

Any unusual traits? Does it show physically?: She a giantess, compared to the average person, so yes that shows. Her intelligence has also stagnated in most places between 7yrs old and 12 years old.

Appearance: Standing at 9'8" tall Sarah is the tallest person she and everyone she has met is aware of. She has shoulder length brunette hair generally worn down or pulled back into a ponytail. She has vibrant emerald eyes with a golden starburst pattern at the centre. Her skin is rather fair considering the amount of time she spends outside. This is roughly what her face looks like.


Brief Personality: A part of the mutations Sarah has suffered from has stagnated her ability to learn, meaning she in many situations has the intellect and emotions of a child, but still she understands her actual age. Due to this condition she often has trouble finding words or communicating effectively, which leads to an unusual tendency to communicate via crudely drawn images in crayon often accompanied by a few simple words. She is generally a very peaceful and calm woman, but often pouts and gets irritated by people who take notice of her height and intellect. The only time she is outwardly angry and physically violent is when someone threatens or tries to attack her or those she considers friends.

Background: Sarah spent her early years on the farm with her family before the Fall. After the bombs fell, they were lucky to survive as well as they did. They were in an area that wasn't directly impacted. Instead it was the fallout and the nuclear winter that affected them most. The crops were harvested quickly to avoid the worst of the radiation, but it wasn't enough. Eventually her parents got sick, and she started taking over jobs on the farm to cover the work her parents weren't able to. Small Raider groups began striking the farm in small groups, which her father managed to drive off or get them to a safe hiding spot. In time her parents got worse and worse, but it also appeared that the radiation had an effect on her as she continued to grow taller. When her parents passed away she was 16 and over six foot eight tall, and she gathered what she could and began looking for safer ground to work. As she traveled she would set up a couple of temporary farms and would harvest quickly and move on before raiders would catch up with her. When she turned twenty one, she was over nine feet tall and was finely tuned to the craft she grew up with, but other parts of her education were sorely lacking. Which was only made worse by the radiation exposure. Eventually she ended up settling down about a quarter mile from a town and began building her farm. She slowly incorporated herself into the town by selling the excess crops that were safe for consumption.
Alone or with someone?: Alone, despite being so close a town she generally sticks to herself unless she is shopping or selling crops.
Other: She keeps a few tame mutant cattle on her farm.
im working on my character I'll hopefully have something soon
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